Libertine Rimbaud relieves my pain. Surf’s up mmhmm in the rain. I’ll see her again one day, Until then my imagination’s where I’ll stay.

Can’t recall these last few days. The memories don’t seem to stay.

New Year’s just another day, Another time another life, Life by the ocean full of waves.

Sun warms away my worries; Clears my mind for the creativity. Floating down this raging stream, Rolling down my brook of dreams. Novels and poems in a hose, Their aromas in my nose.

Darkness to flowers to hours To sours of laughs and joys, Letters I imagine in a pyre. Silence from you will destroy My happiness, My confidence. How deep’s your heart? Is it shallow or is it far? I don’t know anymore….

The day as clean As a dead seal’s hum. The night as lean As a little girl’s thumb. Sail a drunken boat Through a season in hell. Fight leviathans to stay afloat. A dream is not something to sell.

The sun’s delight on this tropical highway, Barren cliffs and rocks, Lazy drive to see where paradise stops, On this afternoon of a sunny day Beneath a slimy fishing dock On which the beach’s palm trees sit atop.

Sniff the stench of fish in the gorgeous ocean. Feel the waves’ soothing motion. See the sunset’s liquid melting. Hear the tide’s violent crashing. Taste the salt water’s crazy beverage. My songs seem to have no leverage.